In the Lap of Society

I want to die in the lap of society

with a laugh on my face - chiding

my killer -- while the bloods still wet.

I want the killer to see my eyes

shut like so many eyes have been shut

towards me and those of my generation

I want to die in the lap of society

with a pale face upturned in laughter,

but I won't show my eyes upon the killer

let them see the soul that's been so

strung out in life, or the knowledge behind

the institution they know and shut

their eyes

I want to die in the lap of society

with a laugh on my face

they can take to their beds

before they realize the joke and

nightmares haunt misguided dreams

I want to die in the lap of society

with a laugh on my face...

chiding my killer - while the bloods on their hands.


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